Hhhhhhhhhh. The sweet sound of exhalation. Fabulosa, Thieves, and a spilled bottle of dawn dish soap carried me to a bit of a cleaner kitchen. My only goal for this three day weekend was to replace the burnt-out lightbulbs throughout my house. Sixty-five dollars later, my kitchen (and the rest of my home) was feeling … Continue reading The Exhale
On a misty, chilly April evening, Malachi hit his first home run. This kiddo who begged me not to sign him up for baseball, who may have teared up a bit walking up to his first and second practice, and who didn’t want to play because he didn’t know how yet. For the record, he’s … Continue reading The Home Run
Alex Rainbird Music tiptoes into my ears and the noise inside me settles as my thoughts are let loose. Stillness resides here. The windows of my mind are rolled down and the breeze dances across my face. It’s a rhythm I’ve learned to create; a rhythm I yearn for. This is a space I access … Continue reading Rhythm
Dream-Christena-Brown butchered my hair. Apparently, Friday appointments after 2:00 p.m. at her salon were required to consist of significant changes or cancellations were imminent. She first dyed the tips of my hair blonde and then took off nine inches. My original expectation was a tiny trim. Sometimes what we expect to be small turns out … Continue reading Step Towards the Pain
Jeremiah lost his first tooth today. It was a moment full of excitement that proudly displayed his new smile, cheers from his family, and a flicker of fear as he realized something was different. We took the photos, tucked the tooth under his pillow, and then went outside to play in the snow. Hours later, … Continue reading Set In Motion
Years ago, I was one of the people who was annoyed by those who declared New Year’s resolutions. And yes, the frustration was 100% because an unfamiliar slew of people would bombard the Wellness Center and, for about 11 days, securing a treadmill was uncertain. “Resolutions are stupid!” said young Brooke. “No one sticks to … Continue reading The 2026 List
Kyle was adamant about not participating in the full 13.1. The plan shifted to run Red Rock trails from back to front 2.5 times and call that the trail run. The revision was completed. Check out https://heybrookefuller.com/2025/12/22/face-the-fear-because-the-goal-demands-it/ to read all about it. We moved from a 2 to a 4 on a scale of 1-10. … Continue reading The 2025 List Check In
This weekend I ran 13.1 miles through Red Rock Canyon Adventure Park by myself. Invitations were given freely, but it seems the opportunity to run long distances through sandy trails doesn’t appeal to the masses. The invitations weren’t given because I needed someone to talk to or to distract me from the pain or boredom … Continue reading Face the Fear Because the Goal Demands It
Unfortunately, Malachi has started following my friction practices. I sleep with socks on. If my feet are cold, I am cold. If my feet are warm, I am warm. If I have no socks on and feel too lazy to uproot myself from my bed, I proceed to horizontally sprint in place to create friction … Continue reading Friction
2 = 4 6 = 12 4 = 8 Bear with me… 3 = 6 3 = 5 12 = 24 8 = 16 15 = 20 At what point, do we just say, “12 rolls. There are 12 rolls of paper towels in this package.”? Hours of cleaning = dirty house Hundreds of dollars … Continue reading Paper Towel “Roles”
